25 days to go...and I feel it!

Okay, technically I may have less than 25 days or more than (though I hope not!) 25 days left before Sweet Pea makes her appearance. I'm definitely feeling 9 months pregnant, let me just say that. Chasing J around is difficult and I'm sleepy all the time. I am getting very excited though - it feels like I've been pregnant a long time but somehow the time has flown by! Shawn is excited too - the only one who isn't is J, who if you ask: "Do you want a baby sister?" replies emphatically: "No."

Ah well...he'll get used to it.

We drove to CG on Saturday so Shawn could help Ronnie with a project. On the way down we turned on some music. J really liked it. He was doing this with no prompting, I swear:


J & Grandma G



and with Grandpa G.



Then today I got a most unexpected knock at the door. It was a package from a friend in Florida. I'll try to explain how I know her, as I've never met her in person or even spoken to her on the phone. In 2006, as some of you may know, I had a miscarriage that completely broke my heart. I was hurting so bad and found a forum online for women who'd had miscarriages. Long story short, I'm still friends with about 30 of these woman - most of us have gone on to have children - some of us haven't - but they are all wonderful and smart and scattered around the world. I occasionally talk about 'the board I'm on' but don't want to seem too weird. It's just that these ladies were there with me and understood when I didn't think anyone else did. Anyways, one of my friends from the board sent this to me:




It's a diaper wreath! It's cute in pictures but adorable in person. Thank you, Karen!!